Mitchell's mother slowly made her way to them and nodded her head lightly. "Well.. Nice to see you Jack. Take care of my son." Was all she said before...kissing Mitchell's cheek and running off to catch her plane. "Pssht.. She means MY son, at least for two months you are little man." He chuckled and set Mitchell down on his feet. "We better run." Was all he said as he glanced at the clock that was on the wall, both of them sprinting to get to the gate just in time. "We made it!" Mitchell let out. I didn't know what to say, I had no idea what was waiting for me. I was up at the back door and knocked, still not knowing what I would say.An early 30-something year old black male opened the door tentatively. He stood there in a t-shirt and cargo shorts with the remote control in his hands just looking at me. I guess instinct took over. My voice trembled."I am a cocksucker sir, and I was really hoping I could suck your dick."What had I just said? To a complete stranger nonetheless. And at. The velvety friction engulfed my dick as I pushed forward. I slid into her tight, hot sheath. Pleasure rippled up my shaft to my aching balls. I groaned as I sank deeper and deeper into her bowels.“Master!” she groaned, her voice low and throaty. “Oh, wow, Master, you’re in me.”“Uh-huh,” I groaned as she squirmed. Her sheath shifted around me, caressing me, teasing my dick. Sensations spilled around it. “Just keep wiggling that ass while I fuck you.”“Fuck her hard!” Aingeal moaned, her wings. "I nodded, still holding back my opinion."How long has it been on the market?" I asked Roger."Uhhm, just coming up two months," he said, consulting his listing notice."Any offers yet?" I asked."No, this time of year is very slow. I understand the wife of the owner had a small stroke and she's in some kind of care home temporarily."I nodded, turning to Nicole. "Do you think our parents and Jimmy would be interested in seeing this house?"She smiled at me. "You're sold, aren't you? In your mind,.